Haiku 2011 - #76

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the jay, even here

in a winter drift

of willow

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Sunset

and the eighth moon ...

hemlock clings to willow.

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Heavy mist ...

like willow

the alder weeps.

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The willow

tossed in summer breeze

... lost to other dreams.

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Coupled in the rain

the willow, her river

... tokens.

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March 8th

only the willow weeps

for forest

for the winter fallen

... the silenced songs.

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In leaves

beneath the bare willow

shh ... in leaves.

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Still the frost

still the willow, still, she waits

... and listens.

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My willow's
a bit rusty, still
... her song's lovely.

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Are too many steps
to follow the whirling dance
... of a willow.

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Feather tresses of willow
teasing the toes
... of alders.

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Last days -
sparrow song grim
with the madness of willows.

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(Inspired by Matt at Flickr)

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A lawless scratch
of blackberries
tickle the old willow.

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Tickle tales of willow
inscribed into stream
after stream after ...

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